To me luxury is to be at home with my daughter and the occasional massage doesn't hurt.

The only way I'd be caught without makeup is if my radio fell in the bathtub while I was taking a bath and electrocuted me and I was in between makeup at home. I hope my husband would slap a little lipstick on me before he took me to the morgue.

With copious evidence ranging from Plato's haughtiness to Beethoven's tirades we may conclude that the most brilliant people of history tend to be a prickly lot.

There is a widespread difficulty in the Muslim world which has to do with how the people are taught about examining their own history. A whole range of stuff has been placed off limits.

You don't hate history you hate the way it was taught to you in high school.

I believe that history might be and ought to be taught in a new fashion so as to make the meaning of it as a process of evolution intelligible to the young.

If history and science have taught us anything it is that passion and desire are not the same as truth.

If history were taught in the form of stories it would never be forgotten.

To correct a natural indifference I was placed half-way between misery and the sun. Misery kept me from believing that all was well under the sun and the sun taught me that history wasn't everything.

They were afraid never having learned what I taught myself: Defeat the fear of death and welcome the death of fear.